stupidity is still not a valid excuse!

For the record the title of the blog has nothing to do with the post, as always.. i never seem to be able to think of titles.. its quite saddening really, no no dont worry i will not torture will senti post.. anyway.. long interval between post due to existence of a life(unlike u! ha!), i sometimes wonder why i dont get beaten up more..
My most recently heard outrageous line..something in effect criticizing blogging as being another excuse for social networking or some such nonsense..i see lack of creative talent taking a toll. tch tch.. forgive my narcissistic "oh im so cool" tone, it is exam time.. and its recession time(people use that as an excuse for everything so...)
exactly a month before i return to the bangalore fakees, start over dressing and being nice to people i cant stand.. really looking forward to it.. what the hell im even going to call for a "cottons" reunion.. would really test my patience.. and i also get to use my title after every sentence.. LG(life's good, abbreviations rock.. im so cool.. recession)
for those who are interested, "antagonizing melancholy" is over.. not like there really was any(now that i am "cool" again and can deny the entire thing, notice how the "cool" can be twisted to be used anywhere.. go fakees!)
time to bitch..(finally! i hate having to make small talk to seem normal before i can actually come to my favorite section!).. professional colleges shock me.. the lack of sense of unity and overpowering individual interests is preposterous.. i miss school where everyone used to stand up and rebel if someone is aggrieved.. here everyone other person is just another person who u have to step over for that six figure salary.. very sad guys.. and this lack of spirit gives leverage to the management to make outrageous laws and stupid rules not to mention hire incompetent teachers.. i mean they'r living in johpur for a job.. what else can u expect.. and not to mention.. except the English teacher everyone speaks in Hindi, not like im a not a fan of the whole national language nonsense(only because the framers of the constitution didn kno better) but there are people who actually dont understand anything of what these losers are saying, i say they're blessed. half baked wrong info is always worse than no info.. tch..
funniest thing ive heard this week: we had this concept of slave on graduation day where a junior had to the slave of a 5th yr for a day.. now slaves are also known as genes.. but some of the 5th years insisted on calling them "jacks" for reasons only known to them.. so in the graduation speeches you had stuff like "id really like to thank my jack for showing up" "... a wonderful jack, thank you for all the support", "... to thank my jack for the wonderful time", "... my jack for the most amazing day".. "you are my favorite jack.."... i seemed to be the only one finding all this real funny.. cuss my diry mind.. tch tch
oh also i heard someone say "understoodable today".. mwahahahaha..

antagonizing melencholy

ok people, no sarcasm wit or fun in this blog, bad day=mood to philosophise.. so read ahead at your own risk.. have you ever encountered those times when you suddenly wake up and realise youve been living life in one big delusion, if you have and your trying to emphatise with me "ha! suckers too bad", none of that happened to me, what did happen that lead to the melencholy was that i suddenly sat up(there was no waking up since theres no sleep in law schools) and realised the derilium ive been in the past few days was one big delusion(yea yea i learned new words! gosh), anyhu, so when realisation struck, full sadness happened and thought process went into overdrive and then i got bored of thinking and all, ohh it was one big chain of events.. the point im trying to make here is that, sometimes we tend to believe exactly what we want too despite all facts and situation scream of a big uncertainity trait.. its like the mind plants memories that never existed so that the present state of ignorant bliss stays.. trust me its the worst feeling, and its the hardest to express.. its like you cant take another failure so u plant an event of success and revel in it, ughhh, this is probably the most whiny and philo il ever get, im actually quite suprised at myself, im generally not this lame(ref. previous blogs), but well yea. bad day brings out the worst in some people..im gonna laugh the next time i read it, like a bad hangover photographed and framed.. anyway im sure you people think im having major problems and identity issues.. well again "ha! suckers your wrong again", its a simple case of peer pressure and teenage boy problems.. although the theories based on it was all very sound, this post sucked! but im sad and im gonna cry now.. blecxxxhhh.. actually not really, im jus gonna whine a little more in a more communicative medium.. and i hereby make blogspot promise never to write emo blogs again.. ughhhhhh

metro erectus

Just to clarify this article has absolutely nothing to do with the metro rail construction and its implication on bangalore's traffic, sitting in this village i hardly care. AND this clarification is NOT my idea of a joke, yes my sense of humor is improving hence im serious here!
Ok status quo and rants about myself before i actually go into the essence. After the gruelling ordeal of mid terms when i was reminicing an evening of alcohol, i get to know i have a moot in 2 days. Im going to leave out my whole struggle on the ambiguity of the problem and the other problems of my life in the light of my new resolution to promote positivity(itl last about 2 days).
So as i sat reading numerous irrelevant judgement, ze drifting of the minds happened to ze boys(yes at this point i see a bunch of u giggle girls swelling, no i am not advertising prospects of the eligible guys, sheesh), anyhu i remembered sometime back i had said these exact words, "i prefer guys who are from a metro" and after a while "i prefer metrosexual men" and my very able friends put 2 and 2 together added up a five and assumed i said "metrosexual men are from metros" and i was tormented for months.. tchah
The point i am trying to make here is my deep concerns of the increasing "feminity" in men.. i am sure il be ponced on at this juncture with a hundred man like feminists(the irony) but heres the reasoning, manner does not reflect character, to explain further, a tomboy is not always strong willed neither is a femine man always sensitive(he could may as well one of us bitches).
so getting back to my concerns, now guys, for the last time!
statutory warning: The statements cited below are all real in nature and any resemblence to any person living or dead is intentional so if u think this is about u, well ur right.. if you dont, well ur facing a bigger problem of acute delusion.
1.Unless in highly compelling circumstances, NO pink, NO purple and certainly NO flowers teddy bears or any such symbols on ur attire.
2. if ur voices haven cracked yet please work on it! trust me after some hard work its bound to. when some of these uncracked voices call me from behind i have such a conflict which gender summons me.
3. I get ur sense of sensitivity but leave the whining to us girls
4. Ok in extreme circumstances, but what is blasphemy is trying to break down and analyse human behaviour and forming relationship judgements based on it! now we girls phd in that, so for the sake of a certain "pete", DO NOT take that away from us.
5. Metrosexual is okay! favorable even, but when u start giving a girl advice on how to colour coordinate her wadrobe is where you ought to rethink. or actually relocate to UK(ref: law on gay marriages)
6. We get ur newly developed compelling need to "discuss" and "express" and "solve issues", but sometimes JUST LET IT BE, i am not interested in rants on how "i am not sure where this relationship is going... i dunno what i want" especially by boys who i DO NOT play girlfriend to.. sheesh.
7. Getting back to point one, dear fellows, NO pink does not reflect sensitivty.. it refects dirty cotton candy in an exibition.

so boys, "metro erectus", get the implication? well even if you dont, if u dont follow the rules, u wont be getting any of it, metro or no metro...

why do i have to title every entry

The days are getting warmer the moods are getting calmer and... ok i thats about all the rhyming i can do with a blatant lie about the mood.. noone is getting any calmer the sun and sand(not to mention sand dunes) are so discreetly penerating into everyones head and hitting that one nerve where, as my friend very apty put it, "you want to fire the silencer on every little head that looks you in the eye", i however dont have any such extreme feelings(yet).. and now the part has come where i get to whine about how much work we have and how my moots suck.. *whines.. whines..hmmm.. ok whines*.. ok im done.. ahh but there is one thing to look forward to.. HOME! Now unless your stuck in my position you will not understand the blissfullness of the situation.. so im going to explain to you why exactly im so exited
1. unlimited food(south indian not the stupid dal roti) served at the couch(most of the time fed!)
2. super awesome pampering
3. relatives who will even now complain about how im losing weight(thats about the any place thats gonna happen anymore)
4. older people gossip, which has somehow gotten more interesting than ours.. buck up teenagers

ahh if i have forgotten to mention, the fam has discovered the pleasures of the world of internet(yes yes they did not know about it before and yes they have asked me to teach them a million times and YES i have made up excuses everytime like every other kid) which means they found the blog (and didn quite understand although they are in complete denial of the same). so this basically means i get frequent calls on skype with 3 people trying to fit into one web cam and frantically waving..
Facebook is getting real boring of late.. im suprised this is one of my only blogs where i haven made fun of a facebook entry.. no girls whining on facebook about estranged relationships, no philo people airing their opinion on various irrlevent matters in the form of "notes", no people writing 25 things about themselves which is bascially "25 thinks i want the world to know which i think will increase my cool quotient PS: only 2 and half of them are true" no cottons girl flauting their new haircut and highly expensive clothes bought just so that they can click pictures and put them up on face book... hey there i just managed another rant! knew facebook wouldn let me down.. now that i have ranted for sufficient space.. i will continue with the productive work.. i dunno why i keep saying that.. when all the work i have now is to expand my cynicism with murphys law.. i guess its part of law to appear busy unless your paid to be otherwise.
PS: opinion needed, comment on the lameness of the name of the blog "bitchiness revisited many times with that disgusting :P.. oh ok i just did, will change when i find something that will appear witty with inert characteristic lameness"

return of the jedi

ok firstly the title has no relavence to the post i just did not know what to write. now since i am blogging after a considerable amount of time, my opinions on pretty much everything has changed. So you will not see me using lame lines from gossip girl or in genereal being all "cottons", although you will still sense strong hints of bitchiness( i am sorry, it is hard to get rid of), also i am too lazy to run a spellcheck at the end of this so if you find any blatant spelling mistake it is purely a typo( i claim to have won spelling bee in the 1st grade) anyway so i dont exactly know why i am writing this, other than the fact that i am extremely bored, actually most people who say this dont actually mean it.Its just that they dont know the reason or its too lame to make public.Now whether i fall in that catagory i dont know or dont want to know.
i think valentine day sucks. i am not saying it because i am a bitter old maid(or maybe i am. i dont kno).
i came across this facebook profile of this woman who has in her info section mentioned her boyfriends name under interests.As if that was not enough she went on into a full rant on why exactly he falls under that purview and it went something like this:
"Luv ov mah Lyfe ♥ ..aiiite people dis iz mah man... 2 words can give u a brief over view of dis person.""swee'est heart"".Not only does he love me alonebut at the same time he's alwaiz luking out fo his friends & close ones. Adventurous, creative, talented, etc. r some ov his popular traits.Unique individual, chilled out personality.Wht impresses me tho' iz his ability to be aindependant n a very honest Man...the way he thinks n puts thingz down to me....its jus truely amazin...he did make a big difference in mah lyfe...n luv him soo much mo fo ththe's got a gud sense ov Humor..n the purest heart eva.. thts got me stuck on him..., cute n has a round tummy(dat i kinda luv; -) ).. a man who i wuz lukin fo...hes the sweetest thing at times n the biggest arrghhh sumtimes(not reallie)hehe........buh watevah..not everything is PERFECT rie!???? No doubt i hav ma flaws 2 buh its these thingsdat keeps us strongely in Luv ! right boo?
i cannot believe i just ccp'ed a facebook profile. i am going to get into a lot of trouble for this. but i just could not resist. and also notice how sms language deviced to save money has been exploited to form a whole new language. "dialect of the blonds".
I had seriously considered taking clat this time but the thought of filling all the forms again put me off the idea. i think it was just a passing phase because i met some "intellectually stimulating" people at a debate. talking about "intellectual stimulation"( i am putting this word in quotes because i am going to make a lot of fun of this later). this word has been misused by a lot of people lately. its become a new style especially in my college which has already misused death metal bands and turned CHE into a clothing line(who i am not a big fan of btw, but about that later). so this "intellectual stimation"(i am going to call it IT for short to save space) has become a precedent to talk to people. i mean what about the poor dumb people, do they not have a right to life(ctrl+alt+F, article 21). and furthermore i dont get what exactly IT means and not be too sexist but ive heard this phrase a lot more from females than i have from the guys. So i finally mustered the will to make the effort to pose the question to this particular woman who had previously used and misused it to the exact extend of moving me from my comfort postition and making the effort to ask. the exact answer i get goes something like this, "now ummm see *snaps fingers incessecently* you wont understand(YEAH RIGHT!). its like. its like. hmm someone who can talk to about stuff like inflation" phew! now i didn exactly what else is the stuff that is like inflation and well okay so lets talk about "inflation", "so bob what do you think of inflation". "uhh i dont know mate i guess another can of beers gonna cost me 5 cents more, pity innit?".. there you go an IT conversation on inflation..
In 48 hours the only edible item i have consumed is a can of juice. i have been harping about this because it is a new record for me. and no i have not been sucked into the whole "size zero" thingy(not completely anyway). just a simple case of food poisoning so if any of you wantto make me feel better, i like chocolates(oh damn cant eat that either!) sheesh this sucks.
now that i have wasted considerable aamount of time and space i shall get back to my usual productive activities. *wall i simply stare at, here i come!*

sordid desert sightings...

Now honestly noone likes to be gossip girl do they?..at least not whole heatedly.. its something society(in my case sindhu) imposes on u..And then it becomes like a state of nature when your bombarded with scandals everywhere you turn..hmph

Like for instance a few days back, when i was walking around minding my own business... the evil snoop quality in me maintained at permissible levels...

All went gud until the evil forces of nature.. put the most hideous sight in front of me.. two particularly repulsive people eating each others faces against a wall. Oh the mental agony.. still gives me nightmares.. *sniff sniff*

Now having evolved into a modern society i dont think most of us would really mind watching people make out as long its on TV and done tactfully.. now these two people you wouldn even want to SEE... see making out is just beyond the question..

So after the effects of this traumatic incident wore off(the process of which involved considering family counselling) i began to somehow notice (albeit at a lesser degree) a high degree of PDA all around me..

God the sheer cheesiness of the whole thing.. what happened to the glorious times when love was communicated through eye contact..(ya ya that wore off with primitive man i know) but wouldn you really rather have that then see lap dances and face licking around you..
So its bad enough these people perform their conjugal duties in public. You forget to wear your glasses and expressly avoid or feign blindness your spared of the gruelling ordeal.
Then comes the fight and "issues". Now i dont mind brawls in public its even entertaining to watch..
The worst are the type of people who think theyr solving their issues privately but end up including the entire world.. they discuss and discuss and discuss and then breathe and discuss a little more with every person they come across..apparently to get different perspectives..(WHAT PERSPECTIVES??!!THERES NO REAL PROBLEM!!!)
Then there are the types who use facebook as a means of dispute resolution.. its networking sites used by normal people to keep in touch with people and take applications(refer previous blog) not a public forum for drama..and i have never seen anything as abused as the relationship information on facebook..people go from single to committed to married in a span of few hours.. both law and social customs take a severe hit..
So my dear fellow humans please go and read up on the "dirty linens in public" proverb..
I seem to be getting whineier in every blog.. ok reader/s next week fun blog..
xoxo

The guide to "cool" new apps..

okay so getting inspired by sindhu i did my own lil research on the oh so entertaining applications on facebook(and by research i mean going over the 1000 applications ive taken...:P) so anyway i came across a few funny ones.. err goes:

super poke: so theres normal poke and super poke.. how many of us actually tolerate a poke in real life? and now its new suave and virtual people!! and just "poke" is even tolerable.. then they come u with super pokes.. today my profile opened to "xyz has just celebrated obama with you, dont you want to do something back" and then above it theres a picture of a goat o cow 0 sheep o something with a flag.. poor Mr president with all the economic crisis.. very mean facebook..as if that wasn enough i had a whole option of super pokes before me.. which went from "hula hooped"(call me ignorant but i really dont know what that it) and belly flopped with(how many of us actually have the figure for dat.. i take personal offense).. and a whole range of pinch bite chump headbutt(go zidane) throw polar bear at(beacuse they are roaming around so freely) etc..phew jus reading it all was mentally tormenting.. im suing facebook for nervous shock(im a law student yaay yaay)

So after a tiring ordeal of super pokes i came across something whos exact lines are "mafia wars with your naughtiest friends".. Is it just me or has facebook got a comeletely wrong idea of Italy and Mario Puzo.. and theres a list of people with their naughtiness ranks who i can wage a mafia war with.. it was like a mixture of 1st grade teacher records and a bad version of warcraft.. slap..gosh..

now all the others seem pretty okay(except things like which weapon are you and which drug are u.. and i was under the impression that i was human..ok bad line)

so everything was going good and i was being nice girl and sticking to my profile until somehow evil instincts overpowered and i started snooping(im gonna still say for "research" purposes) and i came across the profile of this blessed soul who probably buried under joblessness took this question and answer exercise.. and then had the nerve to publish it.. ahh the bliss of ignorance.. so the following can happen to me if i write the rest
1. head bitten off
2. polar bear thrown at(facebook style)
3. or just plain debarred from society for life

so if you dont hear from me after this you know what happened.. err goes few of the funny ones
PS: the starred ones r my personal comments(for the dim wits who wont figure it out)


My bedtime: Midnight at the most.*see people i can sleep whenever i want im so independent

Do you swear:Kind of *what is kind of swear? you either swear or u dont.. or is it kind of swearing where to say "shes such B***H" and giggle????!!!

Do you think you're attractive:Someone actually made this question up? So much for self-esteem! *someone is actually taking this quiz? so much for self anything..*

When you were little, you used to...want to grow up and now I want to get back to those innocent days! * im too virtually condemned to comment*

What makes you laugh: Jokes *u don say? the rest of us laugh at tragic stories u kno*

ok i hav a lot more to say but my conscience restricts me.. im gonna stop and go into hiding now..
xoxo :D